Ying Zhize, the younger generation monk of the Shenxiao Sect who won the fight, was about to reach out and take off the spirit sword when the hall suddenly started to shake!

"What's going on? Is there volcanic activity?" In the Suzaku Secret Realm, as long as the earth trembles, most of them are basically volcanic eruptions.

So everyone immediately thought of volcanic activity.

But someone quickly denied this speculation.

"We are not in a volcanic area now. We are under the Fanjing Forest. Where can the volcanic activity come from?!"

"Oh, yes, is this an earth dragon turning over?"

The so-called earth dragon turning over is an earthquake, but in the Suzaku Secret Realm for so long, it seems that it has never seen an earth dragon turning over.

Just when everyone was still speculating, the leaders and elders of various sects suddenly shouted.

"Go! Quick! Go! Get out of here!"

"Elder, wait a minute, we haven't picked up the spiritual sword yet!"

The elder of the Shenxiao Sect glanced at Ying Zhize and said, "What the hell are you doing? Run away! Otherwise you will be buried here soon!"

"Ah, elder, what's going on!" Ying Zhize still didn't give up. He asked with a rather unwilling expression on his face. He ignored the elder's dissuasion and grabbed the hilt of the spiritual sword.

"Damn it, why can't I lift it! Is there some mechanism?"

"Ying Zhize, hurry up and let me go!"

Rumble——

The walls above the main hall began to break and roll down, and large pieces of stone fell off and fell to the ground.

Although Ying Zhize was unwilling, he had to leave at this time. He cast a defensive spell and cast one on himself, then stepped on the spiritual sword and prepared to leave with the sword.

Before leaving, I took a deep look at this spiritual sword.

It was at this glance that Ying Zhize discovered that the spiritual sword actually floated on its own, with the tip of the sword pointing upwards, and shot away in an instant!

What does this spirit sword mean? Why can’t I lift it no matter how hard I try, and now I’m flying?

Boom!

The entire hall began to shake violently, and large areas of the building collapsed.

Thousands of monks began to flee here.

No one knows what happened.

In a daze, many people saw a radiant thing emerging from the ground.

Because the speed was too fast, no one could see it clearly.

"What is that thing? Did you see it? It flew so fast, I didn't see it clearly."

"It seems to be a spiritual crystal-like thing that emits light."

"The treasure is definitely a treasure! This treasure must be more precious than the elixirs and spiritual weapons we are fighting for!"

"But this treasure seems to have gone to the ground! Brothers, rush and grab the treasure from the ground!"

It's just that although everyone said they were high-spirited, in fact the collapse caused the bones of many monks to be buried!

On the ground.

Tian Xiaobao stood in the land of ashes. He stood quite far away from the Vermilion Bird Statue.

In sight, it began to move.

Kakaka——

The wings of the stone statue Suzaku began to crack, and many stones fell off.

A shrill chirp pierced the sky of the secret realm.

Huh——

A large amount of white flames emerged from its body!

In the sky, a giant hand slowly poked out,

Catch the red bird statue.

Tian Xiaobao stared at this scene in a daze. He suddenly felt his own insignificance, a feeling of powerlessness under this behemoth, and a sense of frustration due to his low strength.

If you were strong enough, would you be afraid of these so-called natural disasters?

The wings of the Suzaku statue have been divided into countless gravels. These gravels are combined to form a pair of movable wings.

Huhuhu——

Kakaka——

Wow!

Various sounds seemed to hit Tian Xiaobao's heart.

Suddenly, his brow hurt and he felt something flying towards him.

This is the reminder that space gives itself, and it is also the guidance of heaven in the dark.

He turned his head and saw a white figure flying out from the ground in the Land of Ashes, with a transparent crystal beside it.

Tian Xiaobao was so blessed that he stretched out his hand and this white thing flew towards him.

It is the white spiritual sword under the ground.

He grabbed it in his hand!

A familiar feeling came to him, this feeling was like the love of blood. He could clearly feel the intimacy of this spiritual sword towards him.

The spirit sword also trembled gently in his hand, seeming to be excited and expressing.

As for the other object in his hand - the transparent crystal, Tian Xiaobao was stunned for a moment when he saw it!

This... seems to have been seen somewhere!

Isn't this... the space-expanding crystal that I got by chance in the Fuhu Secret Realm!

Tian Xiaobao couldn't help but think too much. He looked around and felt with his consciousness that many people were beginning to pour out of the ground.

He immediately put the two objects into the space, then fell to the ground and smeared ashes all over his body and pretended to be dead.

Not long after, some monks with spiritual swords flying out from the ground one after another.

They shouted to grab the treasure!

But when they climbed up, they found that there was no smell of treasure in the sky or on the earth.

As if disappearing out of thin air, some people noticed Tian Xiaobao lying on the ground, including Guiyuan Zong and the others.

Kong Jinjin anxiously called the elder over, helped him up and protected him.

"Xiaobao, what's going on? You fell here?" he asked eagerly.

At this time, Tian Xiaobao pretended to wake up leisurely.

He said nothing and pointed with his finger at the Suzaku stone statue in the sky.

At this moment, he is charging towards the giant hand in the sky without fear of death.

Everyone forgot to look for the treasure for a while, and everyone stared at this scene in the sky.

"What happened..."

"Where did the giant hand come from in the sky?"

"The bloody giant hand looks so scary!"

The big hand in the air was holding it empty, and its sharp nails stretched straight towards the stone statue of Suzaku. A fierce white light burst out from Suzaku's eyes!

Another sharp chirp!

In an instant, the two collided!

Rumble——

The color of the sky and the earth changes, and the sun and the moon lose their light!

However, Suzaku's body began to break apart inch by inch, and his big bloody hand was indestructible. Suzaku's impact did not cause much damage to him.

It's just a conspicuous blood red color, slightly duller.

With a crash, the flames on the red bird statue gradually extinguished, and the white light in her eyes gradually faded away.

Tian Xiaobao suddenly shed tears.

There was no reason for these tears. He didn't know why he was crying, but a sense of desolation welled up from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone was watching the "decisive battle" in the sky, and none of the monks from Guiyuan Sect noticed anything unusual about Tian Xiaobao.

But everyone pursed their lips and said nothing. The battle in the air was too fierce, although they didn't know what happened.

In a daze, Tian Xiaobao saw the vermilion-like eyes, looked at him, flashed a few white lights, and then disappeared.

Lost, Suzaku lost, Big Hand won.
Chapter completed!